Look within your heart my wayward son
To where your ancestry lies
At gun’s molten barrel the war won’t be won
No matter how hard you might try
Where did your fathers and mothers come from
No doubt from a long distant shore
Once arriving in America their journey’d begun
Facing more than their hopes bargained for
Fiery rhetoric from the ignorant right
Does nothing but insight hate filled fear
Isolating newcomers who fled terrors fight
Disillusioning their wish to be here
It’s amazing how little this nation’s progressed
Seeing prejudice and racism rear their heads
Taking one step forward then two we regress
Giving in to the hate mongers dread
Perhaps it is time we holster our guns
And temper our fork tongued speech
Instead doing what America should have done
Practicing exactly what we preach
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
LOVE IT….AND SO WOULD MY ANCESTER, SIR THOMAS CASWELL—FIRST OF OUR CASWELL CLAN TO REACH THESE AMERICAN SHORES, IN 1639!
Thank you Jonathan, I’m pleased that you and Sir Thomas would love my little poem, I am honored. Thank you for the re-blog my friend.